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Africa
May 6, 2021 22:40:04 GMT -6
Post by goldenmyst on May 6, 2021 22:40:04 GMT -6
Africa
Drunken spiders from the gold rush When guitar genesis turned rusty But Madagascar a strummer’s waltz On wings of diamond birds Whose songs are in the native tongue With French peacock plumage To court their wild sisters With graffiti of street souls splashed On ghetto walls whose concrete reality Is wood carved into memory staffs As they watch oil-laden ships sail to the horizon With wealth, only Croesus will know
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Post by QueenFoxy on May 7, 2021 13:05:14 GMT -6
Great write, John.
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Africa
May 7, 2021 13:56:59 GMT -6
Post by goldenmyst on May 7, 2021 13:56:59 GMT -6
Thank you so much, my friend. And thanks for the pic of the ship. Seems for most in Africa the wealth flows across the ocean to foreign shores.
XoXoXo John
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